GAHRYE
Gahrye woke early the next morning and had to stop himself reaching for Kalle. She'd been encouraged by the visit from the officer the night before, but Gahrye wasn't so sure. They agreed that it sounded like he'd found some human who were aware of, or at least suspected, the existence of the Anima. If there were other blood samples…
Gahrye wondered whether they were other disformed, or only anima? Would the human science sorcery tell the difference? Was there a difference?
They'd talked about it late into the night—so late, they'd fallen asleep still talking. It was rare that they slept without loving each other first and Gahrye ached for her.
But Kalle was deeply asleep, laying on her side with her back to him, her shoulder peeking out of the covers and her hair splayed on the pillow.
